I’ve been on a Cranberries kick lately but how you wove the lyrics into your story, brought such depth to the songs and to your story that just amazes me. The part where you shared about being the one left behind, the one carrying forward, stitching yourself and your children back together—I felt that in my bones. I wish it wasn’t a story that needed to be told, for you or for anyone, but since it must be, there is no more beautiful soul in the world than you to do the telling. Thank you for baring your soul, so those of us who’ve survived know that we aren’t alone in the world out here
I’ve been on a Cranberries kick lately but how you wove the lyrics into your story, brought such depth to the songs and to your story that just amazes me. The part where you shared about being the one left behind, the one carrying forward, stitching yourself and your children back together—I felt that in my bones. I wish it wasn’t a story that needed to be told, for you or for anyone, but since it must be, there is no more beautiful soul in the world than you to do the telling. Thank you for baring your soul, so those of us who’ve survived know that we aren’t alone in the world out here
Thank you, my dear friend.
Music is muse to me, and songs and records tend to weave into my life/history/story.
Thank you for being there and for inspiring me to bare my soul and to write to the bones <3
I felt my heart squeeze.